Panlong spear technique has a total of 36 styles. At this moment, Zhao Yun's card on Zheng Ming activated the spear and cast Panlong spear three times.

These three-time Panlong spear technique gathered into a long dragon in the night sky, a real long dragon with a faint golden light.

The long dragon waved and faced the long sword, silver light and golden light collided wildly in the void. For a moment, it was hard to tell which one was Zheng Ming and that one was Luo Yuanhao.

With one look, one sees the collision of golden light and silver light, and the collision of gun light and knife light!

As a warrior, Luo Yuanhao is very clear about the importance of momentum. He knows that if the martial arts practice is not powerful, he will achieve half the result with twice the effort.

Over the years, he has been in the same place as a mansion and has experienced hundreds of battles of all sizes and sizes, but has never lost in momentum.

But this time, after the spear turned into a dragon in the void, a sense of fear arose in Luo Yuanhao's heart.

This fear made Luo Yuanhao feel very uncomfortable.

He knew very well that this fear would stagnate his martial arts practice and make his attacks weak and weak.

If possible, he would never allow this situation to appear on himself.

But from the young man's high fighting spirit, although he knew that this fear was not enough, this fear still hovered on him.

The long sword of the horse clashed with the steel gun in the void and the stern gun was collided one hundred and eight times. The stern sword light continued to slash Zheng Ming through the long sword.

The Breaking Moon Slash, which contained a sword light, was so powerful that it was definitely not something that a tenth-grade warrior could handle, but during the collision, Luo Yuanhao felt that his power was dispersed little by little.

At this moment, he finally understood the situation that the seventeen death-breaking swords of the Wind-Chasing Bat were blocked a while ago.

In the danger of life and death, this young man blocked his attack with one gun, making his strength as angry as mountains and rivers decomposed one by one.

After Zheng Ming swept these 108 shots one after another, he had only one thought in his mind, that is, he would definitely not be able to sweep these 108 shots with his own strength.

In his feelings, these 108 guns were not only one hundred and eight moves, but also an artistic conception close to Tao.

It is precisely because of this artistic conception that he dispersed Luo Yuanhao's sword light one by one, and finally, he took Luo Yuanhao's sword.

However, the gap in strength is the gap in strength after all. Although Zhao Yun's card activated the battle blood of Yanhuang, he was just a general after all.

He did not open up his dantian and did not turn strength into qi, so he was still at a disadvantage in his innate state.

The moment the sword light and the gun shadow collided, Luo Yuanhao's body was still rushing forward crazy, and Zheng Ming's white war horse was still rushing towards the thief's camp.

After the prosperity, there is peace.

On the entire battlefield, there was a serene feeling as if dead, and all eyes were directed against two people, hoping to see the final result.

The young man stood proudly on the horse that could not tell the color, and the spear in his hand was still lifting high.

Only blood marks appeared on the boy's shoulders, and blood was flowing. In just an instant, seven blood marks appeared on the boy's shoulders.

But the boy's eyes were still so bright, and his war horse was still rushing forward frantically.

The spirit cavalry following behind him all rushed the war horses that were sitting down frantically. They rushed past Luo Yuanhao. They were as powerful as they were, and they were in a hurry, and they were not afraid of life and death!

Their idea was to follow the momentum that seemed like a spear, which kept hitting the world.

Even if you die here, even if...

The black demon fox looked at the young man who was rushing towards him, and for some reason, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. At this moment, her heart suddenly let go of most of her heart, and she herself involuntarily avoided the moment the young man approached.

The Black Demon Fox didn't think there would be anything wrong with doing this. Just when she found out that she seemed to be a little indulging in the enemy, she found that the several camp leaders standing behind her had also made way.

Those thieves also made way.

The young man who had already stained his blood robe rode away among the thousands of thieves. He followed his five savages and rode away.

No one stops, no one takes action, no one speaks!

Luo Yuanhao turned his head, looked at the figure jumping away, and sighed softly. The saber in his hand was still the same, and his whole body was still the same.

He was still the invincible leader of the village in Hanyun Village, but his opponent had already jumped away at this time.

After that shot, he felt that the boy was at the end of his strength, but the figure of the boy jumping away at this time made him sigh.

He did not blame his subordinates who gave way, because such a character and such a heroic figure could have ruined one's courage.

The six riders rushed out of the valley, rushed to the bottom of the mountain, and disappeared into the vast night sky.

On the mountain, the people from the Zheng family didn't say anything, but the sound of gasping came one after another. Finally, when Zheng Ming's figure disappeared, cheerful cries sounded in the void.

The Zheng family is celebrating, and they celebrate that Zheng Ming finally left!

The Great Elder shrank under a rock and sighed silently, his mood was extremely complicated.

There is a hint of gratitude and a kind of regret, and these two moods are only related to a young man.

"It seems that the Zheng family's prosperity can't be stopped by the fact that such a hero is the only one who can't stop it!" A faint voice suddenly rang in the ears of the Great Elder.

The great elder who was pondering in his thoughts replied casually: "I didn't expect that he could take it..."

What could be taken? The elder did not speak. He had already woken up and looked at the tall and thin man in purple robe with fear in his eyes.

"Soul Chasing Hand! You are the second leader of Hanyun Village!" The elder pointed at the man and said in fear: "You... why are you here?"

"I can only say that your Zheng family is really willing to let such young heroes break into the camp. Although our Hanyun Village is a bandit, we are not stupid! We still know the strategy of fighting against the east and west."

"Just when you watched that battle, I had arrived, but I didn't want to influence my view of that battle for you, so I didn't disturb you."

As the soul-chasing hand spoke, his body swayed and rushed towards the Great Elder. His palms were as dark as ink at the Great Elder.

The great elder himself was already injured in the hands of the Black Demon Fox. Although he had taken medicine when he set off this time, his injuries still did not fully recover.

The moment he saw the dark palm of the soul-chasing hand, his first reaction was to dodge and quickly dodge.

Because the palm of the soul-chasing hand is refined through special methods, it is not only hard like a Vajra, but also has a poisonous gas hidden on it.

Whenever a warrior collided with his palm, he would be invaded by the poisonous gas from his palm. It can be said that the soul-chasing hand is at the same level and has few opponents.

What's more, the Great Elder is only at the mid-level ninth level, and compared with the Soul Chasing Hand, he has also gained a lot of cultivation.

After a few rounds, the Great Elder's eyebrows began to sweat. He found that he was too far apart from the Soul Chasing Hand. He could have to be buried under the palm of the Soul Chasing Hand in a few rounds.

Without any hesitation, the Great Elder fought hard with the white evil hands and the soul-chasing hand's dark palms, and then rushed out of the valley quickly.

Only by escaping from the valley can he have hope of survival!

But his speed was fast, and the soul-chasing hand was faster. In just a blink of an eye, the soul-chasing hand rushed to him.

When the dark palm hit the Great Elder again, although the Great Elder waved his hands to resist, he was still one step too late.

The palm of the soul-chasing hand hit the elder's chest heavily.

The elder, who vomited blood, had his face turned black, and the palm of the soul-chasing hand did not stop at this moment, and once again hit the elder's head heavily.

"Ah!" The Great Elder let out a shrill shout, and amid this shout, the Great Elder fell to the ground.

The Great Elder wanted to say something to the soul-chasing master, but in the end, he didn't say anything. At the last moment, what flashed in his heart was the figure of a young man walking on the heaven and earth, and the blow of the spear like a dragon.

He was originally arguing, but he died and went to ask for help, but he didn't expect that everything would become like this.

The elder's heart was full of unwillingness, but so what if he was unwilling to give up? The vague consciousness in his heart had already told him that only death was waiting for him.
Chapter completed!